Yang Ling nodded, she acquiesced and agreed to Mo Chuhan's conditions.

When the man walked downstairs, he looked up, his eyes fell on the lightning rod at the top, and he smiled indifferently, as if he was hiding something, but he didn't say anything.

Entering the door, Yang Ling asked him to change his shoes first, the man did so, he followed behind the girl, he couldn't tell what emotion was in his eyes, the apartment she rented was not too cold, there was a set of soft sofas, not far from the light green bookcase, room, stairs, everything was available, the cottage was properly cleaned up, and it was not seen that it was very messy, but there was a pleasant beauty.

On the glass table, there is a transparent vase with glass lines, on which is a bouquet of pink roses, and the faint fragrance comes to the nose, and even the smell of dyeing the surroundings has changed into a floral fragrance.

Yang Ling poured tea for him, she really didn't want to serve this uncle, and after eating, she would find an excuse to let him go, otherwise with Mo Chuhan's temperament, the beast would ...... Oh no, as soon as her temperament turns, she can't run away.

"You drink tea first, I'll cook." After pouring her tea, the girl turned and went to the kitchen.

After a while, she was still busy working, and she felt the tall shadow behind her, gradually approaching, and sure enough, as soon as she looked back, she saw Mo Chuhan's condescending figure, he was staring at the girl with those clear and cold eyes.

"Mr. Mo, have you finished your tea?" Yang Ling was obviously panicked, she wanted to retreat, but she didn't have to retreat.

"Why do you look like I'm going to eat you?" Mo Chuhan saw that her little finger had touched the tip of the knife, and it was already bleeding at the moment, and the red stained the board.

"Hand, take it." The man's commanding tone, Yang Ling wanted to cry without tears in his heart, and stretched out his hand to go over.

"Look, you're so stupid, you don't even know it hurts when you're hurt."

......The girl was stunned for a second, and his trembling fingers were grabbed by him.

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Sitting on the sofa, Yang Ling watched the man put a band-aid on her little finger, and after pasting, he looked at the girl's eyes seriously and said in a faint tone.

"What I said is true."

"It's not a lie." Mo Chuhan didn't say how much he liked her, just because she was able to relieve some of her pain, which few people could do.

For as long as Mo Chuhan can remember, the ability has been torturing him, picking the torture of time, and it is not good to take any medicine, this kind of torture is even more uncomfortable than a terminal illness that has no medicine to treat.

It used to be okay, tortured once a year, but this year, it was very serious, so serious that he had insomnia, and then he met Yang Ling, like grasping a life-saving straw, this girl also has abilities, or she herself knows.

It's just that he doesn't know what her ability is, Mo Chuhan thinks that he owes Yang Ling in his previous life, otherwise he would not have met her in this life.

"I'm fine, Mr. Mo, I'm actually ......" Yang Ling hasn't been chased, but a man like Mo Chuhan, she doesn't believe in the other party's sincerity at all.

Yang Ling packed up the medicine box and got up, she is now going to the kitchen to cook a dinner for the man in front of her, otherwise how could he be willing to leave?

For dinner, she has no appetite to eat, Mo Chuhan eats, she is quite close to the people, like a person who has eaten all kinds of delicacies, but is nostalgic for home-cooked snacks, he has lost his usual majestic boss mean look, he looks very much like a warm man, a boy from an ordinary family.

After a meal, Yang Ling thought to himself, Mr. Mo will not spend the night here, he will definitely leave.

"Mr. Mo, do you want to explain something tonight?"

Mo Chuhan frowned slightly, and his tone was light and breezy.

"What's the matter? You're no longer my employee. ”

"I know." Yang Ling lowered her eyes, and soon she raised her eyes and said.

"I'm going to rest, you should go back too."

A faint smile crossed the corner of the man's mouth, and he looked at her, like words that had penetrated into his ears.

"If you don't say it, I'll forget."

"It's too late, I can sleep here."

"What?" Yang Ling was completely messy in the wind, she seemed to be petrified, she paused for a second and asked.

"You sleep on my couch?"

"Or else?"

"This, how can this work!" How can you let the big boss sleep on the sofa, he is delicate and expensive, and he is still a domineering president who likes to pretend to be X, absolutely not.